Friendship, relationships, family, love. There's two sides to every story and unfortunately Alexia Brown learns the hard way that not everything is as it seems when it comes to the new town she calls home and the heartbreaker identical twins that co...
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Chapter Six: Bitch
I managed to get out of going to the grill after the football match, much to everyone's dismay. Of course I got bombarded with the 'Just say yes' skit. But I was cold, hungry and annoyed because I couldn't get the exchange between Polly and Liam out of my head and I didn't understand why.
I walked to town hurriedly, hoping I could make it to the vinyl shop before it closed. I vaguely wondered if Liam and Polly were seeing each other, and got myself all worked up because if she was then Liam had cheated on her with me. A mixture of guilt and jealousy swirled in my head.
I reached the vinyl store just in time. I could tell they were getting ready to close as the assistants were sweeping and tidying up the shelves.
I wondered around, weaving in and out of the aisles. I wasn't entirely sure what I was looking for until I came to some old rock collections.
I instinctively reached for the frayed edge of a Foo Fighters album at the back. Apparently I wasn't the only one after this album, as just as I grabbed it, someone else did.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn-" I cut my sentence short, and sharply withdrew my hand when I caught sight of the person holding the other side. His glasses on and hair hiding his face.
"It's okay."
I narrowed my eyes, suddenly feeling a little irritated at the sight of him. Is he seriously following me?
"Do you want that album as well?" I ask, glancing at the shelf to see if there is anymore.
"Yeah." He replied. I grit my teeth, half expecting him to offer it to me.
"So do I." I emphasise, staring at him.
He held the album up slightly and started reading the back of it. "First come, first served right?"
His eyes were arrogant, and I suddenly felt all hot.
"What?! I had hold of it at the same time?" I exclaim, more loudly then I wanted to. A few people in the store turned to look at me.
"You let go." The side of his mouth turned up into a small smirk, and I began to feel myself become agitated.
Seriously?
"Liam, come on." I turned around to see Polly standing at the door of the shop, holding a clothes bag.
She saw me, and I literally felt her eyes narrow.
"Yeah, I'm coming." He replied, before his eyes came back to me. "You still have my notebook, right?"
I felt momentarily caught off guard at his change in conversation, "Um, yeah I do."
"I kind of need it back." He says matter-of factly, and I felt a little hostility.
"Yeah," I felt a little hot at my own forgetful-ness. "In class."
